BigD
06-07-2007, 09:41 AM
Damn my parents! Damn them to hell! (Again, don't read if you don't like cursing...'cause I'm beyond pissed off)
I went to a big airsoft game over the past weekend...and two things have happened because of that game that will make me despise my fucking parents for years to come!
First off, I accidently locked my keys in my car. Well, when I called my parents for help...my fucking father rants at me, telling me "You need to get your head out of your ass!" When I went to get some extra keys the next morning, the old bastard says "Your twenty-fucking years old...this is irresponisble...blah blah blah". Well then motherfucker, the next time you and mom lock your keys in the vehicle (they've done it before and I've always stopped whatever I was doing and brought them the extra keys) and call me when I'm in the middle of something important, do I get to rant at you? Do I get to bitch about your age and how it was "irresponsible" of you? Do I get to do any of that?
The second thing is; apparently, somebody had $200 stolen from their wallet in their truck (I DIDN'T DAMN DO IT!). Well, two days later, my parents get a call from the head guy of the group running the game and he says that my name keeps coming up and people talk about seeing me looking in their tents (I don't damn remember that) and being at the camp unsupervised (it was a hot, hot day and I wanted to grab some more water, even though the game was still on) and looking through his belongings (I bent down to look at his gun and his wife told me no, so I backed off and apologized), but no one's accusing me of stealing the money. So my parents call me home and confront me (I didn't even know what I was being accused of until an hour to an hour and a half later), with both my mom and dad yelling at me! And guess what...they're not growling at me for the damn money, they're growling at me for looking at that guy's rifle without asking for permission (guess what mom and dad? The son of another player picked up my rifle during the game without asking me...do I get to throw a fucking fit over it, you assholes?). My dad bans me from playing airsoft or paintball "because you fuck up". Well excuse me asshole, but I'm not perfect. Did they pass a damn law against imperfection? He then sends me to bed and wakes me up a five o'fucking clock in the morning, ranting at me about how the police could get involved (oh yeah, heaven help if you and mom look bad) and how I better not lose my job because I blow up (well, you son of a bitch, that's going to be hard if you don't stop busting my ass about it. My patience is only so thick). Well, apparently the guy called my dad back and told him that if the money were to appear, no questions would be asked. Well, my parents say I could be arrested (even though there's no proof I did it, except for a few people who saw me doing this and that), I'd have an arrest record, and a lawyer's too expensive. So...
...I'm forced to pay a guy $200 of my hard-earned money for a crime I didn't fucking commit. Not only that, I'm no longer invited to any airsoft games hosted by that group and if I show up at a game that they're playing at and something else vanishes...I'm number fucking one suspect. And the guy who did steal that money still has respect, he still has the right and privilage to play with that group...and he has $200 free dollars.
My mom's telling me that it's over and done with and to put it behind me. Yeah mom, you and dad bitch and yell at me, I'm banned from playing my two favorite sports, I lost two hundred dollars...and I'm being punished for a crime I didn't committ. That's real fucking easy to let go. And what if it had been $2000 dollars that I was being accused of stealing, more money than I have available to me (yes people rarely carry that much money on them, but airsoft guns can cost a pretty penny and a lot of guys carry more than one)? Should I have emptied my entire account just so you and dad could save money and save face? Thanks mom, now I know who not to call if I ever get in trouble with the law (whether I'm guilty or not). Hell, if three people accused me of murder, you'd probably prefer I immediatly walk down to the court house, strap my ass into the electric chair, and throw the damn switch, even though I didn't do it and there's no evidence I did.
One day in the future, my parents are going to need my help for something...and they better damn hope they haven't done something to piss me off, 'cause I'm getting sick and tired of them busting my ass for not fitting their damn definition of perfection and then having them come back and expect me to just blow it off. They better hope I'm feeling like helping them when they need it...'cause if I'm not, I won't hesitate to tell them to fuck off!
I'm sorry for how bad this rant is, but as far as I'm concerned, my parents have committed a crime that's hard to forgive. They took the word of a complete stranger, someone they don't know, over their own flesh and blood and made me pay the price of someone else's crime. Never mind there was no direct accusations against me, never mind there was no hard proof that I did it, never mind that they've raised me for the past twenty years and should know me by now...none of that mattered because another adult, who automatically gets more trust than their own flesh and blood, pointed a finger at me.
I went to a big airsoft game over the past weekend...and two things have happened because of that game that will make me despise my fucking parents for years to come!
First off, I accidently locked my keys in my car. Well, when I called my parents for help...my fucking father rants at me, telling me "You need to get your head out of your ass!" When I went to get some extra keys the next morning, the old bastard says "Your twenty-fucking years old...this is irresponisble...blah blah blah". Well then motherfucker, the next time you and mom lock your keys in the vehicle (they've done it before and I've always stopped whatever I was doing and brought them the extra keys) and call me when I'm in the middle of something important, do I get to rant at you? Do I get to bitch about your age and how it was "irresponsible" of you? Do I get to do any of that?
The second thing is; apparently, somebody had $200 stolen from their wallet in their truck (I DIDN'T DAMN DO IT!). Well, two days later, my parents get a call from the head guy of the group running the game and he says that my name keeps coming up and people talk about seeing me looking in their tents (I don't damn remember that) and being at the camp unsupervised (it was a hot, hot day and I wanted to grab some more water, even though the game was still on) and looking through his belongings (I bent down to look at his gun and his wife told me no, so I backed off and apologized), but no one's accusing me of stealing the money. So my parents call me home and confront me (I didn't even know what I was being accused of until an hour to an hour and a half later), with both my mom and dad yelling at me! And guess what...they're not growling at me for the damn money, they're growling at me for looking at that guy's rifle without asking for permission (guess what mom and dad? The son of another player picked up my rifle during the game without asking me...do I get to throw a fucking fit over it, you assholes?). My dad bans me from playing airsoft or paintball "because you fuck up". Well excuse me asshole, but I'm not perfect. Did they pass a damn law against imperfection? He then sends me to bed and wakes me up a five o'fucking clock in the morning, ranting at me about how the police could get involved (oh yeah, heaven help if you and mom look bad) and how I better not lose my job because I blow up (well, you son of a bitch, that's going to be hard if you don't stop busting my ass about it. My patience is only so thick). Well, apparently the guy called my dad back and told him that if the money were to appear, no questions would be asked. Well, my parents say I could be arrested (even though there's no proof I did it, except for a few people who saw me doing this and that), I'd have an arrest record, and a lawyer's too expensive. So...
...I'm forced to pay a guy $200 of my hard-earned money for a crime I didn't fucking commit. Not only that, I'm no longer invited to any airsoft games hosted by that group and if I show up at a game that they're playing at and something else vanishes...I'm number fucking one suspect. And the guy who did steal that money still has respect, he still has the right and privilage to play with that group...and he has $200 free dollars.
My mom's telling me that it's over and done with and to put it behind me. Yeah mom, you and dad bitch and yell at me, I'm banned from playing my two favorite sports, I lost two hundred dollars...and I'm being punished for a crime I didn't committ. That's real fucking easy to let go. And what if it had been $2000 dollars that I was being accused of stealing, more money than I have available to me (yes people rarely carry that much money on them, but airsoft guns can cost a pretty penny and a lot of guys carry more than one)? Should I have emptied my entire account just so you and dad could save money and save face? Thanks mom, now I know who not to call if I ever get in trouble with the law (whether I'm guilty or not). Hell, if three people accused me of murder, you'd probably prefer I immediatly walk down to the court house, strap my ass into the electric chair, and throw the damn switch, even though I didn't do it and there's no evidence I did.
One day in the future, my parents are going to need my help for something...and they better damn hope they haven't done something to piss me off, 'cause I'm getting sick and tired of them busting my ass for not fitting their damn definition of perfection and then having them come back and expect me to just blow it off. They better hope I'm feeling like helping them when they need it...'cause if I'm not, I won't hesitate to tell them to fuck off!
I'm sorry for how bad this rant is, but as far as I'm concerned, my parents have committed a crime that's hard to forgive. They took the word of a complete stranger, someone they don't know, over their own flesh and blood and made me pay the price of someone else's crime. Never mind there was no direct accusations against me, never mind there was no hard proof that I did it, never mind that they've raised me for the past twenty years and should know me by now...none of that mattered because another adult, who automatically gets more trust than their own flesh and blood, pointed a finger at me.